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  • by: by Hudson, Rock and Sara Davidson
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  • Category: BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY / General;BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY / Entertainment & Performing Arts;
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  • Publisher by: William Morrow and Company
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